One year. Three hundred and sixty five days. I have no idea how many hours, I didn’t memorize everything I was taught in school. I suppose I could google it,…
Of the many unique geographical features of Oklahoma, I realized on our most recent ride this is the first place I’ve ever lived where I can go from west side…
My theories are varied as to why there has been another sudden increase in the broader population’s interest in motorcycles and riding. I tend not to chalk it up to…
I believe deeply in ramblin’. Much like piddlin’, a whole other dying art, ramblin’ is not pointless, albeit it tends to be without aim. These sunset shots were somewhat…
“How do you get Steve McQueen to come in eighth?” “Break his foot.” It became the joke of the day after we left this amazing little two wheeled history outpost,…